Dirty Business (Chapter 1)

“Why didn’t you tell me you’d already hired someone?” Nick groaned. He took another slurp from his coffee, firing off an email with his free hand, all while still chewing out his fellow manager Darrin. “Come on, man. Keep me in the loop.”

“Sorry, they were just putting so much pressure on us to find a new partner after Sheila. There’s too much work to get done,” the guy shrugged, standing over Nick’s desk. “I’m sure she’ll be great. Her resume was impeccable.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Nick said. Who cared about resumes? While he’d been holding interviews with potential new people to fill the position of Sheila, his former partner and secret office bang-buddy, business qualifications had been the last thing on Nick’s mind. Most of the ladies he’d seen were fine professionals but utterly failed the vital test of whether or not they’d be willing to suck him off during a coffee break. It was unacceptable, really. And here Darrin had just hired one without consulting him. What if she was hideous, Nick worried?

Why oh why did Sheila have to move away? To be “closer to her family,” she’d said. Nick didn’t often feel emotional attachments, but he certainly felt disappointment during his final screw with his drop-dead-gorgeous redheaded partner. He’d interviewed two-dozen replacements, and none even close to fit the bill, either in the hotness department or as partners. Logically, he knew Darrin was right, that they had to fill the position soon or take a financial hit, but Nick was already annoyed to meet this new girl.

“Anyway, sorry again. She’ll be here tomorrow. I’m sure everything will be fine,” Darrin said. “By the way, her name is Katie Lawson. She said she knew you from college? I’ll send you her info.”

Katie Lawson? Tiny little four-foot-ten curve-less sex-less Katie? Nick nearly spit out his coffee. Well, that was what he got for letting Darrin hire the new partner. He hadn’t seen her in years, since a university fraternity party, during which Nick got a whole crowd to laugh at Katie’s utter lack of tits and ass, but he doubted she’d have improved much in the time since. This was going to be a total boner-killer; he just knew it.

The next day, Nick took his time at the coffee machine, chatting up Gabrielle from the adjoining department and taking every opportunity to peek into her luscious cleavage. Since his new partner was going to be an unappealing spoil-sport, he decided he might as well start laying groundwork for a new office fling. He was startled, then, at the sound of the hiring manager’s voice from behind them.

“Nick? This is Katie Lawson, your new partner,” he said.

Rolling his eyes, Nick turned around to face them, and found himself staring straight into the most enormous pair of planetary tits he’d ever seen. Gawking, he craned his neck up the rest of the towering body before him, and locked eyes with none other than Katie, the previously sub-five-foot shrimp, who was now not only well-endowed in all the most curvaceous locations, but staring down at him from precisely eight feet tall. His heart caught in his chest, taken aback by her staggering beauty as well. Everything about Katie had evolved to plus-size super-model status and beyond, especially in the case of her amazonian height. The dwarfed man gulped, trying and failing to only meet her eyes, as those humongous breasts were too tempting not to study, bulbous and soft-looking as the rest of her, practically spilling out of her business-casual top like a pair of fleshy melons. Nick was beside himself.

“Hi, Nick. It’s been a long time,” Katie said pleasantly, when her new partner was left standing with his jaw open in shock. She brushed a lock of her long dark hair over her ear and chuckled, smirking at him below in subdued self-satisfaction. However, there was no obvious malice in her beautiful expression. “I’m looking forward to working with you here.”

“Y-Yes, uh… looking forward to it,” he mumbled. Nick was usually confident, a shark in the corporate world, but right now he was completely flummoxed by this larger-than-life hottie. He’d already completely forgotten about Gabrielle, and followed like a puppy after the hiring manager and the eight-foot siren to their desks.

As Nick walked behind Katie, he indulged in a lingering gaze on that juicy ass, so high up thanks to her tall statuesque legs, that he barely had to bow his head to focus. And what a treat it was to ogle. Even beneath a muted skirt, the taut rounded curves of her tush pushed through the fabric, athletically carved and tight as a drum, yet also with a bouncy spring, the kind perfect for slapping and watching it jiggle. Already he was thinking about what it must feel like to touch and squeeze that massive caboose, or even feel it lowering to sit on him. The very thought made him stir.

How the hell had little undeveloped Katie, who as a college junior looked more like a pre-pubescent teenager, turned into this perfect sculpture of ample womanhood? It would take a miracle worker, not a plastic surgeon, to turn that old four-foot-ten surfboard-like shape into an exquisite large-bosomed, pert-bottomed idol. Not to mention being nearly double her previous height, which just seemed impossible. Yet it was her. Then again, Nick resolved not to look a gift horse in the mouth. Right now, he just had to work on seducing her; he’d puzzle out the rest later.

Near the end of the workday, Nick sauntered to the newly occupied desk of his partner and stood so close that Katie had no choice but to look at him. Even while seated, the woman’s eye-line was just barely below his. She smiled upon seeing him approach.

“Have a good first day?” he asked smoothly, plastering on his most charming mug.

“Yes,” she said. “It’s fun being back in the same place with you after so long.”

“Great. So, seeing how we’re going to be working closely together from now on, how’d you like to get a drink to catch up?” Nick said, cutting to the chase. “I’m sure there’s some business-type matters we can go over. Company history, interpersonal... relations, yada yada. I know a great place a few minutes from here, it’s-”

“Oh, we don’t have to go to a dirty old bar,” Katie interrupted coolly. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms and in doing so propped her enormous tits up even higher upon their perch. The pillowy flesh seemed to bulge even larger from within. Again Nick’s goggled eyes magnetized to that magnificent rack. Her full pink lips pouted to a playful smirk, her tongue dancing at the corner of her lip. “Why don’t we just meet up at my place for a drink instead?”

“Sounds good to me,” he agreed immediately.

After getting her info, Nick returned to his desk, already horny. God, what had happened to Katie in the years since college? Not just her body had changed, but her whole attitude as well. The girl had always been a bit of a humorless prude, but now here she was, practically offering him sex on the first day they’d reconnected. Like some kind of animal. Nick looked forward to seeing how that aggressiveness translated once they were tangled in the sheets.

Several hours later, Nick rang Katie’s apartment doorbell. When the door opened, he was looking forward to receiving another long look at her sumptuous shape. What he wasn’t expecting, however, was his old classmate’s outfit. Earlier, Katie was dressed professionally, her clothes repressing her pure sexual aura, only semi-successfully. Now, her ensemble was fully promoting that sublime eight-foot body inside. The neckline of her top cut deep, revealing a long V-shaped window to her rotund cleavage. Almost the entirety of that fleshy divot between her cans was visible, aching to be touched. Just as good, her legs were no longer encumbered by a more modest skirt, and the fabric only hung down to her upper thighs, revealing her tan, toned gams in all their dizzying glory. A pair of high heels capped off the whole look and granted her even more additional inches.

Nick had to clap his jaws shut to keep from drooling.

“Looks like you found me,” Katie teased with a wink. “Well, c’mon on in, short stuff.”

She stepped back to invite Nick inside. Even alone in her empty apartment, rather than surrounded by comparatively-miniature coworkers, she was humongous, looking more like an ordinary woman who’d wandered into a child’s undersized make-believe playhouse.

“Yep, I, uh… found you,” Nick gulped, overwhelmed by her allure. He saw Katie had already poured the drinks, so they took a seat at her kitchen bar and settled right in. It was odd to hear her call him “short stuff,” considering all the height-related gags he used to sling at her in college. He wasn’t sure he liked it, even if it was accurate, since Nick was more than two feet shorter than Katie now. However, she’d smiled when she said it, flirty, and there was no way he was turning down a chance like this.

Their chat wore on for more than an hour at the bar through several drinks. Nick had wondered briefly if there might be some initial awkwardness, given that the last time he saw Katie he’d orchestrated that group-joke about her dearth of curves, which sent her off in tears. Surely, years later, she’d see how funny that was now? Luckily, the subject never came up, which Nick was grateful for. Soon they moved with their drinks to the cozy couch, each buzzed now.

Katie rested her cheek on her hand and leaned coquettishly into her new partner. Her bare legs folded at the edge of the sofa, causing her skirt to ride higher and reveal more golden-tanned thigh flesh beneath. The further she leaned forward, the deeper into the thin gulch of those balloon-sized tits Nick could see, and he took full advantage of this view. Each of her breasts was easily larger than his head, if not double the size, and looked just as evenly sun-kissed as the rest of her, silky-smooth and lustrous. At this proximity, too, he could detect a healthy spritz of her floral perfume, enchanting as it was intoxicating, and Nick didn’t try to hide the tent in his pants.

“So, Nick,” she said. “You must have questions, right?”

“Oh, maybe a couple.”

“Something like how did you turn into such a giant?”

“I wouldn’t have phrased it like that,” Nick said, taking another pull of his drink. Emboldened, he added: “I would’ve said hot giant.”